The god of mischief turned around, He didn't want to stop. Everybody else's way was too slow. He had no idea how she had got past his illusions, many were fooled by them, he was sure he still fooled Tony. " How did you get past my illusions not even Tony has in past." He huffed a bit. "I know its not Asgard, But I can easily deal with any mortal who has hurt my brother." He said bitterly. He deep down was terrified about losing Thor or that thought of what was happening to him. "My was is less Nick Fury and less planning, My was is quicker." He said bitterly. He looked at her with a cold look. The gentler side of him gone, from the rage he was feeling. It was almost like his old self, despite the evil been gone.
His eyes flashed with fury as he looked at her. "I won;t get killed, " He rolled his eyes. He continued to walk a bit. He soon stopped and began crying, he didn't want to loose his brother. "Fine I'll go with you, But I'm still not doing this SHIELDS way. And I already know the way, I have my own ways of finding things."